Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 912: Who is the grandson?
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A stone tablet and a Kunlun.
The number of Sages in ancient times, the waves, the countless heroes and heroes, who will take the initiative to put their name in front of the monument.
The warrior who even sanctified for a hundred years would scoff at the corner.
A crowd of martial artists at the scene was shocked, and the crowds on the top of the mountains on all sides of All Directions were also dumbfounded.
Some people are puzzled, some people sneer in their hearts, feel that Xiao Chen knows that he is invincible, and deliberately poses.
Some people think deeply, thinking about the meaning of Xiao Chen's words carefully, as if they understand something, but they seem to understand nothing.
Shui Lingling, the sister of Grandmaster in the crowd, smiled slightly, the soft face of Rou Shui, and the endless beauty, said: "Xiao Chen Junior Brother seems to understand people, as long as he arrives at King Great Emperor, the name will never disappear. The brighter the rays of light, what does it matter where? "
Under the black-clothed cloak, Ying Qiong faced Xiao Chen ’s amazing move, but also stayed halfway, before he smiled bitterly: "This is also his style. It is really meaningless to fight for a while."
The white-haired goddess **** Youxi moved his eyes away from a blurry place at the highest point of the St. Mark, and looked at Xiao Chen, who was named below, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
If anyone ’s expression is the most exciting, it ’s naturally the Emperor Wuque/perfect. He looked at Xiao Chen, who was named below, and the expression on his face froze.
Why do you want to leave a name below, then did he prepare the means in vain?
As originally planned, as long as Xiao Chen dared to leave a name on it, at the moment of lettering, Emperor Wuque/perfect was confident and immediately used his own mysterious skills to drop Xiao Chen's air from the air.
Other protoss are afraid of the thunder will, but he is not afraid. His Cultivation Technique of cultivation is the cultivation cheats for teaching the supreme divine code, the most Ancient of the protoss.
Xiao Chen wrote below, and his methods were naturally wasted. If he wanted to make Xiao Chen lose his plan to enter the Holy Mark Monument, he would be in a hurry.
In his heart, Xiao Chen has always been a serious trouble. Now Xiao Chen is in his eyes, even if he is sanctified, he is not enough strong. If you really encounter a lot of effort, you can still defeat the opponent.
What he is afraid of is the potential of Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen ’s growth is speed. If the other party really grows to become the second Azure Emperor one day, then the Protoss will unify Kunlun ’s plan, and they may be put on hold again.
If his plan really succeeds, when Xiao Chen is most confident, give him a thunder and let him step on himself in front of the World.
It can definitely leave a huge shadow in the heart of the other party, and cultivation will be hindered in the future.
Unfortunately, Xiao Chen's nature made him let this plan fall into a sudden, and then wait for a similar plan, I don't know what year and month.
"Xiao Chen, I really look up to you, but your guts are nothing more than that. I have the same name as your grandfather and grandpa, and World is the leader, and I am pressed underneath."
"You are here at the bottom, what qualifications do you have to compete with me all your life, you grandson too despise your grandfather."
Emperor Wuque/perfect recovered, smiled slightly, and sneered at Xiao Chen coldly, insulting that Xiao Chen was a grandson.
At the scene, many people's faces changed, and they couldn't see that the Emperor Wuque/perfect's mouth was so poisonous, and he and his Azure Emperor juxtaposed themselves, so mocking Xiao Chen.
The protoss all laughed and coaxed.
"Being a grandson also has so many names, what white robe Bladesman, **** Azure Emperor descendant, but so."
"Pretending to be arrogant, so it ’s so tricky, now it surpasses our God Son, or it ’s a grandson."
Xiao Chen's mouth twitched slightly, looked up at Emperor Wuque/perfect, and said with a smile: "Emperor Wuque/perfect, I really look up to you, even if you are stronger than me, it is only a matter of time before I get over." /
The toes are lighter on the ground, and Xiao Chen, like sharp arrow, rises into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he reaches two kilometers in height without any pressure.
The speed lifted off the sky was amazingly fast, 2,500 meters, 2,800 meters, and 2,900 meters.
The Emperor Wuque/perfect didn't respond yet. Xiao Chen passed him and passed the height of three kilometers.
There are two kinds of pressure on the sacred monument, one is the spiritual level of the invisible oppression warrior, and the other is the physical aspect of the tangible oppression warrior.
Xiao Chen has observed such a long time, and has already seen the mystery of it. His spiritual power cultivation level is second only to the emperor Wuque/perfect, and his physical body Boundary is second only to the Kui Dou after the Iron Hand King.
But the only one who can combine the two Perfects is Xiao Chen.
Historically, in the history of low-grade Martial Saints, he has only fleshed body cultivation level and spiritual power cultivation level, and at the same time reached Xiao Chen like Boundary.
Emperor Wuque/perfect was unable to pass the three-kilometer limit due to physical restrictions, and Xiao Chen did not have so many restrictions.
With a whine, the last three hundred meters of the St. Mark's Monument, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and rushed past, steady, and stood at the top of the St. Mark's Monument.
Looking down, the clans of the Protoss warriors who had mocked Xiao Chen closed their mouths immediately.
Just now they called Xiao Chen's grandson the basis that the Wuque/perfect station of the Emperor was higher than Xiao Chen, but now Xiao Chen is at the top of this place and is 300 meters higher than the Wuque/perfect of the Emperor.
According to their theory, it is clear who is the grandson.
Looking at Xiao Chen, standing on the top of the St. Mark's Monument, on the hills of the Quartet, the martial arts on the scene, all turbulent, with unbelievable looks in their eyes.
"Here, what's going on with fuck, and the pressure inside the Saint Mark, has don't tell me failed?"
"Did I be dazzled, don't tell me this is true, Xiao Chen actually stood at the top of the monument."
Looking at the lively Emperor Wu Huang on the hilltop, there are still some older Saint who ca n’t do it anymore. They flew over one by one and wanted to see what happened.
The expression of Emperor Wuque/perfect's complexion changed unpredictably. Just now he was still fighting for height, and ridiculed Xiao Chen as a grandson. Unexpectedly, the retribution was unhappy. Xiao Chen stood at the top of the St. Mark's monument all at once and slapped himself on the face. Now he had no chance to take back his words.
Take a bottle of wine from Universe Ring and sit directly at the top of the Saint Mark, looking at the Emperor Wuque/perfect below.
Give yourself a drink on the island and smile with a smile: "Emperor Wuque/perfect, all of me below are sages Saint of antiquity Period. Your grandfather ’s grandfathers are in it. You have to be a little bit further, is it even a qualification for grandchild None. "
Xiao Chen doesn't lose to anyone with a poisonous mouth. Since the other party has spoken, then Xiao Chen is not very polite.
Everything in the world is always unpredictable. Emperor Wuque/perfect, who has just returned to the breeze, is the grandson of the insinctively ridiculous Xiao Chen. Immediately he was beaten by what he said, and he didn't even qualify as a grandson.
The group of people below could n’t help laughing slightly, this emperor Wuque/perfect was also unlucky, and the grandson event after today, I am afraid that it will spread throughout Kunlun.
The first name of the Divine Son is destined to remain, a stain that will never be washed away.
"Emperor Wuque/perfect, I will give you a toast for your grandfather."
Xiao Chen poured the wine jug gently down, and the clear and fragrant wine immediately formed a line and poured back downward.
The emperor Wuque/perfect, who had been so angry that he could not speak, was completely violent, and it sounded like it was. Come, grandson, I will give you a glass of wine for your grandpa.
Body flashed, Emperor Wuque/perfect light shout, the white hair whose color had faded, changed to golden again, and rushed towards the top.
His mental strength was able to withstand this pressure, but he could not bear the flesh, barely advancing ten meters, and he felt that the bone rack should be scattered.
Waiting for this opportunity, Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, he threw away the jug in his hand, and the volley fell, kicking directly on the shoulder of Emperor Wuque/perfect.
The advantage of this foot following the landing of the St. Mark's Monument is almost to the extreme, and it is hard to support the emperor Wuque/perfect desperately struggling upwards. Unexpectedly, he was immediately kicked.
With a bang, Emperor Wuque/perfect was kicked fiercely. body rolled over in the air several times and felt the bones in his shoulders all shattered.
After this incident, he must have become the thorn in the eyes of Emperor Wuque/perfect. The hatred of the two sides is completely settled. Since he can create opportunities to attack each other, Xiao Chen will not miss it.
Kicking the Emperor Wuque/perfect with a kick, Xiao Chen swayed in shape, carrying the pressure, and stood at the top of the Saint Mark again.
All the people around were stunned. The Wuque/perfect, the younger generation of Kunlun, was kicked by someone. This unbelievable thing really happened in front of everyone.
Looking at the Emperor Wuque/perfect in the air, I felt a little pity. It was refreshing to just kick a foot, but it was too late to use much force, and it did not really hurt the opponent.
Emperor Wuque/perfect stepped on the volley, and for the first time, an uncontrollable murderous gas flowed out of his eyes. A terrifying momentum spread from him. Everyone under the whole felt a chill and was shocked.
"The sword of first-time knowledge!"
With the sound of light shout, Emperor Wuque/perfect swiftly reached out a finger, a bit of rays of light emerged from his fingertips, and World seemed to become dark, and the whole World had only that point of rays of light.
Suddenly, a thin sword aura emerged from his fingertips, and the darkness of the whole world was swept through by this ray of Sword Qi.
Sword Qi runs through darkness and light, just like the initial light that opened up the world, and in a moment, it shot towards Xiao Chenbiao.
Xiao Chen felt a sense of danger for no reason in his heart. On the side of body, a faint wisp of Sword Qi slipped over his face and cut a few hairs.
Although this sword is powerful speed and fast, the implication is also magnificent, but under the pressure of the Holy Mark, when coming to Xiao Chen, the power has been neglected by It is likely.
Xiao Chen's expression narrowed, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and his eyes looked coldly at each other. Shi Wushuang Jiao, Kunlun Realm is also destined to have only one protagonist, today he and the emperor Wuque/perfect are completely torn.
The opponent is very strong. Even if you use full power, you may not be able to win, but you can come to Japan to grow up. Whoever can laugh to the end, whose rays of light will be eternal.
The rays of light began to rise from twinkling on the St. Mark Monument. Many of the lively warriors looked dignified.
This is the World in the Sacred Mark. It ’s a sign to be opened. Some low-grade Wu Sheng who did n’t have a name printed on it, hurry up and engrave their name on it.
Emperor Wuque/perfect concentrated his killing intent, glanced at Xiao Chen on the top of the Saint Mark, and fell peacefully into the ranks of the Protoss.
"Son Son, don't know this guy in general, this guy is a grandson, how can you compare with you." A warrior of the Protoss, seeing Emperor Wuque/perfect looks gloomy, patting his **** on the front to please.
Emperor Wuque/perfect had just calmed his expression, suddenly burst out, slap and flew this person, said: "Go away, don't presume the word grandson in my face."
Looking at the scattered person, the Thirteen famous glorious watchman, a look of silence appeared in his eyes. This guy really deserves it. I can see which pot is not open, and the fool can see that Emperor Wuque/perfect is really allergic to these two words now.